Chapter 5

Leah’s POV

Mark kept his palm on the key for two seconds. Then he closed his fingers around it and picked it up.

“I’ll hold on to this for now,” he said. “Once Ava has had time to adjust, we can discuss when you’ll get it back.”

He slipped the key into his coat pocket, as though adding the word temporary meant Ivy hadn’t really lost anything.

Ivy held out her hand.

“Leave the strap.”

Mark frowned, but pulled the key out again. Ivy opened the metal ring, removed the dark blue strap, and laid it flat on the table.